It was a pretty alright movie. I loved Godzilla's look, and his back story bit was decent. And that halo drop scene, smurfin killer. My only gripes were
(SPOILER)1) It seemed like once Bryan Cranston died all the acting in the movie died with him. Kickass was not interesting in the least and I found myself not caring at all about him or his trip back to his family. And the Asian fella only had one facial expression, and it wasn't Blue Steel. And 2) what in the actual smurf was with that ending? Godzilla's roars and dives back into the ocean and we dub him the King of Monsters? San Francisco's savior? And the Asian guy looks like a proud dad watching his kid scamper off to the first day of kindergarten. It's like, what!? I just couldn't get past that, and luckily it ended shortly after.